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So High (feat. Peanut da Don, London Jae, Young Dro & T.I.)

Hustle Gang

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Hustle Gang

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jacquez Lowe

Composer

Thomas Brenneck

Thomas Brenneck

Composer

Lee Fields

Composer

Jeffrey Silverman

Jeffrey Silverman

Composer

Homer Steinweiss

Homer Steinweiss

Composer

Adam Williams

Composer

Leon Michels

Composer

D. Hart

Composer

Tobias Pazner

Composer

C. Harris

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Dominic Lamb

Producer

Elliot Carter

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Yeah

Up, I'm up so high, I'm on the moon

I believe I can fly on the moon

Floating away like I'm a balloon, yeah

I get, I get so high on the moon

[Verse 2]

Way too fucking young to fly

Yeah, I'm way too fucking young to die

I'm way too fucking real to chill

I'm way too fucking ill for real, lego

[Verse 3]

Got a Jamaican, she gon' roll it up for me, let's smoke

Back and forth, out of fucking country, Rio, we go

I put my fucking footprints up on the moon

I got high and got a room, made a pool full of shrooms

[Verse 4]

How cool, I was dreaming I met a bitch at the bar

Yeah, she didn't hesitate, she jumped right in the car

Yeah, she asked me, how much weed are we gonna do?

I told her, shoot at the moon and she might hit her a star, yeah, yeah

[Verse 5]

Yeah

Up, I'm up so high, I'm on the moon

I believe I can fly on the moon

Floating away like I'm a balloon, yeah

I get, I get so high on the moon

[Verse 6]

On that moon, moon rock get high with my boys

See more stars than a hip-hop award

Aye, let me shout out to God

There go Busta, sitting swole wearing thirty chain

We with the Snoop, rolling cookies on a paper plane

[Verse 7]

Mixing seven different flavors trying to make a name

I get so high, if I ever cry it'll probably fucking rain

Uh, blazing up that made hell sweat

Backwood stuff with that eighth, I know you smell that

[Verse 8]

Weed man a day away he got to mail that

Inhale that purple pill, Percocet, I don't sell that

I be higher than noon, where the 12 at?

Geeked up, flow me a rain ditch, you like a jail pet

[Verse 9]

Yeah

Up, I'm up so high, I'm on the moon

I believe I can fly on the moon

Floating away like I'm a balloon, yeah

I get, I get so high on the moon

[Verse 10]

I'm actually over seas in the castle of trap

In this natural hustling radical, we're no compatible

Killing is in me, your jeans too skinny to run from the calico

Dope on the avenue, polo is lavender, murder, murder, murder, tactical

This is a trap, this is the block, order, order, order, magical

[Verse 11]

People are racing the condo, getting dust rolled but young dro

And head honcho

I was born in the condo, if a **** want to catch a fade

Get beat like bongos

Rhyme on rhyme, hurts an old Cutlass, fo-fo, two butknicks

I got a stick in the motor and not with you, bitch

I will shoot you and your lil' slut bitch

[Verse 12]

Yeah, alway been blessed, we ain't never been lucky

Mine always on mind, no time for that fuck shit

Yeah, we're taught to get a quarter ki and push it

C-can't you rip the pillow, aight koosh

[Verse 13]

Yeah, we get the old Charger country rookie

So when class in session, don't be playing hooky

Moon rock in my QP and a moon dap of a little color

Loose leaf, pop a Percocet, get some alcohol and a little buzz

I'm gone, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 14]

Yeah

Up, I'm up so high, I'm on the moon

I believe I can fly on the moon

Floating away like I'm a balloon, yeah

I get, I get so high on the moon

Written by: Adam Williams, C. Harris, D. Hart, Homer Steinweiss, Jacquez Lowe, Jeffrey Silverman, Lee Fields, Leon Michels, Thomas Brenneck, Tobias Pazner

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